My Enchantment - Winter (The Last Season Of Life) Songtexte

The kiss of winter feels again,
The ice of its lips covers the land, again,
The wind and the moon dances one more time,
With the sound of silence that never dies'
Never dies.

And there's a lake made of silver tears,
That was left behind with the years,
And it reflects only the coldest past,
Of our life's that vanish so fast.

The aged trees offer their lounges to nature,
In respect of the end that comes for sure,
They make this as if saying,
For you we die cause you are our mother,
Our most precious queen

Their roots belong to this precious earth,
Their pain on us does not hurt,
And so the gathering is felt one more time!

The gathering is prepared for the event,
Waiting only the true end,
The choosen of the strongest ones,
And the death of the weak blood,
By the lake gathers every kind of life,
The magic flows in the air of the night,
The whispers of the wind become stronger,
The lights of the lake become stranger.

And suddenly silence screams with pain,
Death with its presence has came,
To take the ones who must die,
And to kiss the ones who can see the moonlight.